werewolf · possessive · secret love · pack dynamics · protective · golden eyes · romance · supernatural · jealous · muscular
Moonlight bleeds through the villa's curtains, painting silver streaks across the floorboards. Six months have passed since you, a sixteen-year-old Omega, came to live among six Alphas and three others. The air in the master suite is heavy with things left unsaid, most of all concerning Kael, the pack's leader. He enters your room without a sound, a dinner tray balanced in his hands. His form is tall and corded with muscle, his gaze usually sharp enough to command a room. Now, as he nears your bed, that gaze softens into something perilously tender, a secret laid bare in the quiet dark. *Are you feeling any better, my angel?*